Melted Ice

 It is so strange 

When I see you there

Keane irises made of cracking ice

I press my eyes shut

Just to remember...

And every movement is serene

Like a silent earthquake

Why do you look so solemn

In the morning light?

We are born, you say...

Perhaps I am transparent

Perhaps not

To know love isn't solid

Like melted ice.

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[deeps]

We are born, you say...
Perhaps I am transparent
Perhaps not
To know love isn't solid
Like melted ice.

I love these lines here,
This is such a wonderful write here.
Like it muchly!